February 2012

Once you start rolling, it's difficult to stop.
Now that you have this speed, you feel you could do anything right.
You have courage to take chances, but at the same time
you see things dropping off your hands and you never get them back.
It's too fast. This is not the matter of good or bad.
It's about living in an imperfect world, being desperate to catch something,
being scared to fall, being brave to drop, finding something beautiful
and laughing in the end. (^_−)−☆